It was almost funny, seeing someone like Grimmjow, who had been so aggressive towards her when she went out to see how he was doing, to be growling while he was sleeping. As Diva watched the blue-haired man sleep she couldn't help but guess that he was having a nightmare. She decided whether or not to wake him up from his dream while squatted, watching him like a child watching a squirrel or something similar look around.

On the one hand he might be glad she'd woken him. He could be nice to her, maybe even thank her. But then on the Grimmjow side he might be angry at her and attack.

Diva shrugged.

It would be worth the risk.

She slid herself, more than walked, over to the man and touched his shoulder to wake him up. The next thing she knew something had grabbed her wrist and pulled her straight down onto a blade, feeling it press against her throat.

"What the hell do you want?" An angry voice asked her from above.

"I guess it was the second one." She thought.

"You were having a nightmare."

The grip on her wrist loosened.

"I woke you up."

He seemed to take a second to decide, but let her go, putting the sword back in its sheath.

"What do you care?" He asked her, not seeming to want to go back to sleep.

Diva backed away a bit and sat down.

"You were scared weren't you?" She asked, no insinuation in her tone.

He scoffed and looked away from her.

"I don't get scared. If it was something that bothered me I'd destroy it."

Diva smiled at him and he somehow managed to notice it, despite his gaze not having been on her.

"What?"

"You can be so cute sometimes."

He gave a huff and looked away again.

"Whatever."

She giggled at him, to which he just looked away more.

By the time they were "finished" she'd laughed enough for the both of them.

"You could use a kiss, I think." She thought out loud.

"Nope."

"But you're so… serious." She spoke, drawing closer to him.

"Look, that little charisma thing you've got going works on kids I'm sure. But it doesn't quite cut it with adults."

"Really?" She questioned, getting even closer and causing the man to move further into the corner.

"Yeah."

"Then why are you trying to get away?"

"'Cause I'm feeling more and more cornered by the second. Trust me, you do not want to find out what happens when a panther's in a corner."

The girl only moved right next to him, placing a hand on one of his.

"It's alright, you can let yourself go just once, I won't tell."

He glanced at her, giving her a look somewhere between infuriated and unsure.

"It's alright. I'll be gentle."

"David, what happened to you?" Saya asked him as the man came back to the hotel room they'd been staying in for the past week. He had a large black and blue mark on his forehead and looked dazed.

"I found them." He told her. His voiced sounded the same as it usually did; the damage to his skull hadn't affected the strict, to-the-point tone of his. The urgency of David's injury lessened to her. If he'd found either of them he must have been ridiculously lucky to have escape with such minor damage. But… he'd said-

"Them? You mean they were together?" Kai asked him, voicing the confusion and concern that all of them felt.

The blonde soldier nodded, thanking Louis as the large man came over and gave him a bag of frozen peas in a towel.

"At first I was simply searching an area where I had heard some yelling, and he sounded like the man you had described to me. When I went to investigate the area, I saw Diva walking out of a building."

Everyone, including Saya, Haji, Kai, Louis, Mao and Okamura were listening now as he sat down in a chair, relaxing his body somewhat.

"So what did you do? You didn't just run away did you?" Mao asked bluntly, her usual way. David ignored her.

"I shot her. Once in the chest and again through the shoulder. She got away for a short time and I chased after her, following the blood trail down the hall of the building."

Saya's expression tightened due to her lack of understanding. David was smarter than that; following Diva into a building? That was suicide!

"Why did you do that? You could have been killed." Saya spoke, her concern shining through her words.

"I normally wouldn't have considered it. But she seemed exceedingly weakened. I thought that if I could shoot her enough times perhaps I could damage her enough so that I could call you and that you would arrive before she got her strength back."

"But that man you were talking about was there and he attacked you, right?" Okamura questioned, his journalist approach was certainly effective.

"Yes. He seemed very weak as well, but he was more than strong enough to kill me if he'd wanted to."

"What do you mean?" Kai asked.

David stared out the window. It was the first attempt he'd made of avoiding a question she'd ever seen him make.

"He let me go, on certain conditions..."